Poems for Her

Midday

I get jealous
when i see the sunrise

and i envy
the fascinating sunset

for both of them
was your favorite

and they're
fairly beautiful

either of them
were exquisite

so far from me—
seemingly naglected

as the usual
common and ordinary

but i would still
introduce myself

by the way—
i am your midday.

15 March 2021